I’ve just finished reading a lovely book: ‘Nature Tales: Encounters with
The book is neatly categorised into chapters covering
wildlife in a variety of locations: hedgerows, on the wing, in the river and
sea, in the garden, under trees, in the wild and from the window.
It’s a great book to dip in and out of during the day or
relax with on a cold winter evening - and although I enjoyed reading all of
them (to whet your appetite) I’ve made some notes below of a few of my
favourites:
‘From the Natural
History of Selbourne’ by Gilbert White (1720-1793)
Gilbert White was a naturalist and curate who over a number
of years studied and observed (amongst other things) a pair of white owls that
bred under the eaves of a local church. There’s a fascinating diary entry,
dated 8th July 1773 in which he discusses the owls ‘voice’ in
relation to ghosts and spectres:
‘The white owl does
indeed snore and hiss in a tremendous manner; and these menaces well answer the
intention of intimidating; for I have known a whole village up in arms on such
an occasion, imagining the churchyard to be full of goblins and spectres.’
'The Living Mountain' by Nan Shepherd (1893-1981)
Nan Shepherd was a novelist, lecturer, gardener and hill
walker who travelled widely during her lifetime but remained devoted to the
house she grew up in, three miles from Aberdeen .
She describes the flora and fauna of the mountain in great
detail and with a wonderfully poetic prose. In particular the opening passage
is so beautifully written it entices you to read on:
‘I have written of inanimate things, rock and water, frost
and sun; and it might seem as though this were not a living world. But I have
wanted to come to the living things through the forces that create them, for
the mountain is one and indivisible, and rock, soil, water and air are no more
integral to it than what grows from the soil and breathes the air. All aspects
of one entity, the living mountain.’
'The Old Trout' by
Henry Williamson (1895-1977)
Henry Williamson was a writer and journalist who’s most
famous literary work was probably ‘Tarka the Otter’.
This is a delightfully written tale of ‘an old trout’ which
he sees under the bridge of a local river and writes about over a period of
time. He begins by telling us that ‘the
best time to see him is in the morning about ten o clocks, any day during a
spell of fine weather between April and September’.
Initially the old trout is shy and hides under vegetation but
then gradually they build up ‘a relationship’ when he starts feeding all the
fish on the river. He writes about the trout becoming ill from a wound at the
top of his head which it eventually recovers from - then one day he waits for
him, as usual, at the bridge but sadly he never sees him again.
'The Gannet' by John
Woolner
John Woolner was the winner of the wildlife trusts new
writing competition in 2010 for unpublished writers. This beautifully written and humorous story
starts with him being a thirteen year old boy and his mother finding some
frilly black knickers in his pocket – now if that doesn’t make you want to read
it then nothing will!
Hello Willow, You have a nice blog here and the book you mention sounds very tempting, not that it takes a lot to tempt me to buy a book ;-) I will definitely look it up on Amazon.
ReplyDeleteLovely to see all the Redwings on the previous post. I did have the odd one in my garden in the bad weather but not a flock like you did!
I loved the Hedgehog post and am intrigued as to whether the Brackley you mention is the one in Northamptonshire? If so that is quite local to me and might be handy one day, I didn't know of their existence!
Hello ShySongbird
ReplyDeleteThank you for the lovely comment about my blog. I am sorry for not replying earlier - for some reason I didn't get notified about your comment.
I hope you enjoy the Nature Tales book if you decide to buy it - it really is a great read. :-)
Regarding the Redwings in your garden, you might find (like I did) that you get more each year. The first couple of years I only had a few visitors - it's as if they were the 'scouting party' and they went back to tell the rest of the flock how good the berries were!
I'm pleased you liked the hedgehog post too, and yes, the Brackley mentioned is the one near Northampton. I was pleased when I found out about them as previously I was driving to Tiggywinkles, near Thame, to take any poorly hogs I found.
Best wishes
Willow